Out running karma (Jimin X BTS)

chapter 10

Jimin picked himself up,
wiping his tears with his
sleeve.

His eyes were all red and puffy. He felt his stomach grumble.

Jimin hated himself. He
hated himself because he was hungry. Hungry and restricting meant that a binge was coming soon.

And Jimin hated that. He
doesn't want to eat. He
doesn't want to be fat.

He had listed every single thing he hated about himself. He hated his chubby cheeks. He hated.how big his thighs are. He hated his big stomach and his ugly face.

He hated caring about
what other people think
of him. He just hated everything about himself.

If only everything would
end. If only everyone left
him alone.

Jimin snapped out of his thoughts as he got pushed against the lockers.

The students laughed
as they high-fived each other. They walked away, muttering about how weird Jimin was.

"Such a freak." Jennie
said, walking away.

The halls were clearing up so Jimin decided to just ignore them.

Jimin sighed and was
about to walk away until
he saw Jisoo approaching him.

"Ew. It isn't Halloween
So you can take off that
ugly ass mask." She said,
crossing her arms.

He felt so embarrassed. He was nothing compared to her. She was pretty and popular.

And Jimin was just...Jimin. Nothing compared to her.

"Leave me alone." He
muttered.

She scoffed and slapped
him. Jimin's head turned
to the side as he felt his
cheek sting.

He suddenly saw her
smirk as she looked the other way. Jimin's eyes
widened as he saw her
slap herself.

She cried and held her
cheek. He heard footsteps and saw BTS coming his way.

Suddenly, it all hit him. He was being framed.

"What's wrong, babe?!
What happened?!"
Jungkook said, fuming.

"H-He slapped me. I didn't even do anything." She said, crying.

She even showed the red
mark on her cheek.

Jungkook turned his head to Jimin, fuming. Jimin could see how pissed off he was.

"N-No! I didn't hit her!
She made it up! I swear!"
Jimin stuttered.

"Oh so now you hit her
and call her a fucking liar? You're gonna get it now."

Jungkook said and swung at him, hitting Jimin in the cheek.

Jimin fell onto the floor,
feeling the pain on his
cheek.

"You are not a man if you abuse women. You are fucking weak and pathetic if you do that." Namjoon spat at him.

Jungkook grabbed him by the collar and used all his strength to punch him in the stomach.

Jimin fell on the ground,
coughing up some blood.
He felt his eyes blur as he looked at the floor.

He felt tears building up
in the corner of his eyes.
He felt a sharp pain at his side as Jungkook kicked him. And it continued.

Jimin looked up and saw
many students recording
and laughing about him.
Talking about how weak
he was.

Jimin looked down in
shame. He felt someone
pull him up.

"Don't ever touch my
girlfriend. Or you'll fucking regret it."
Jungkook's words spit out like venom.

He punched Jimin right in
the nose. He walked away his the rest and left Jimin alone.

Jimin felt blood rushing
out of his nose. He cried as he tried wiping it away.

Blood was all over his
clothes. Jimin picked
himself up no matter how much pain he was in.

He walked out of the
main doors. He was going home. He didn't want to stay any longer.

Jimin cried on his way
there, tears blurring his
view.

"FUCKING HELL!" He
screamed, tugging at his
hair. Tears fell from his
cheeks.

He was a mess. He couldn't believe that he
was that weak. That he
didn't even stand up for
himself.

He hated them. He fucking hated them. He hated himself. For not doing shit about how he was treated.

Why wasn't he born differently? Things would have been different.

Thoughts surrounded
his mind as he made it to
his house. He opened the
door and ran to his room.He slammed the door close rushed to his
wardrobe.

His face was all red from
crying and tears blurred
his vision.

Jimin grabbed the razor
blade and sat down on his bed. He looked down at his arms, tears falling ontoo it.

He brought up the razor
blade with his shaky hand. Jimin sucked in air
as he pressed the cold
metal against his skin.

He let out a sob and he
continued carving out a
word. Tears fell onto the
cut which stung.

After he was done, he
felt so much better. He
felt relieved. He looked
at his arm and saw the
masterpiece.

'Useless'

Jimin let out a shaky sigh
and smiled, looking down at his arm.